I’m sitting, monk – like
Reading poets long silent
Chainsaw now raging
Tag: poetry
Strange Thing, Love
Love is everything
Unconditional, power
All else is empty
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Sunrise Meditation
Laying here
Sun not yet risen
Quietude dominates.
Bushes outside
This window, soon
Bursting with the
Songs from vigorous
Birds. Oblivious
To their beauty.
They hear stories
Loneliness, violence,
Domination, love and death.
Songs that change daily
Yet remain constant.
Quietude vanishes into life.
Happy Wednesday
We’ve reached the middle
Two days before, then after
Apex of the hump
Seattle and heat
Record setting heat
Seatlelites’ discomfort
Easily reached
Monday approaches
Darkness consuming
The day’s remnants fade to dust
Monday approaches
A silent evening
In silence I sit
With the stillest air I’ve known
Echoes of nightfall
Compassion’s Flow
Remember dear friends
Seek out love and compassion
Flow through you and out
Restarts
Rebooting myself
Discipline; thus a refresh
No fresh start promised
Views from my walk
Evening wanderings
Dusk settling upon me
Springtime’s blossoms call